Ryan had never been a man who loved easily.
His past relationships had always started the same—intense fascination, unwavering attention, an intoxicating pull toward his newest fixation. But they never lasted. Once the thrill of pursuit faded, so did his interest. He had never found someone who could hold his attention for long.
Until now.
Emily was different. She was a puzzle, a beautiful contradiction of strength and fragility. And the moment he saw her switch, something inside him snapped into place. She wasn't just another passing infatuation—she was something far more. Something he needed to claim.
Kia had known Ryan for years, though she never truly understood the depth of his mind. Their mutual friendship had been built on convenience—her ability to connect with people, his ability to manipulate situations. He had always admired Kia's protective nature, the way she looked after those she cared about. It made her useful, even if she didn't know it.
Their conversations were light, playful even, but Ryan had learned early on how to wear masks. He was charming, persuasive, a master at making people see what he wanted them to see. His exes had fallen for the facade, only to realize too late that beneath the surface, there was something much darker lurking within him.
Obsession. Possession. A hunger for control.
And now, all of that was focused on Emily.
As he leaned back in his chair, he thought about how easily Kia had handed over Emily's number, completely unaware of the storm brewing beneath his polite smiles.
Ryan smirked.
Kia may have been Emily's best friend, but even she wouldn't be able to protect her from him.
Because this time, Ryan had no intention of letting go.